Ok, what kind of white trash hillbilly mom am I. How could I let my child walk out of the house like this, let alone go to school like this, and especially on spring picture day. When Gillian walked through the door a couple of days ago and handed me her picture saying "I want to go by new pants", my first reaction was shock and horror. Then I took the picture into the other room, fell to the floor and laughed harder than I've laughed in years. Tears, stomach cramps, confused children staring at the spectacle. I don't know why it made me laugh that hard but I still laugh looking at it and even just thinking about it. I can imagine the photographer thinking "This poor little cute girl. Her mother must be living in a van down by the river, living off rat carcasses for dinner, and getting her pants and shoes from the dumpster."
She DOES have nice pants and shoes, these just happen to be her favorites. The pants were thrown out a couple of weeks ago and the shoes have been assigned to just playing in the dirt and not wearing anywhere public. Sorry Mary and Georgia, these gems won't be coming your way. I seriously don't even remember her leaving the house on picture day looking like a street urchin. I PROMISE! I have just a very vague recollection of thinking, "Oh, that's a cute shirt and her hair is brushed." What has become of me? At least I have something to chuckle about. I think that I must not have realized that it would be a full body photo shoot. SHOOT!!!
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since when do schools do full body shoots? thanks for the latest batch of clothes. thank you for not sending those shoes or pants our way though (they would probably be one of Mary's favorites)
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